Chapter 1188: Exam score (1)

The bullet actually hit Huang Yunguo's heart slightly.
Shots in this position, although not immediately dead, are difficult to rescue.
If Huang Yunguo had not practiced air-conducting, it would definitely be a dead life.
The recovery situation is not bad, but has not fully recovered, but was discharged so quickly, it is simply a workaholic.
She gave Huang Yunguo vitality.
Huang Yunguo practiced air-conducting technique, so she was born from the same source as her vitality and had a strong ability to accept. She quickly turned her vitality with recovery function into her own. The original wound was quickly recovered and intact.
"how does it feel?"
Yang Zimei closed his palm.
Huang Yunguo put her clothes down and looked at her with a nod in admiration. "I feel like it's alright. It was still painful, but it doesn't hurt at all now."
"You need to pay attention when you perform the task later."
Yang Zimei told him, "There is only one life.
"I know, but that's what I should do, and I can't do it because of danger. If I don't, more people will be in danger."
Huang Yunguo answered with integrity.
For this loyal and responsible Huang Yunguo who is upright and responsible, Yang Zimei appreciates or appreciates.
If the public security police in this world are the same as Huang Yunguo, then the world is peaceful.
Unfortunately, most of them are similar to bandits. Not only do they have no professional ethics, they even use this status to do their best to satisfy their selfish desires.
"Well, you can report the task. The body only needs a little nutritional conditioning, and it will recover soon. By the way, do you usually practice air conduction every day?"
In terms of air conduction, Huang Yun has a certain talent, so Yang Zimei is also more concerned about this.
"Well, except that there is really no way to lurk, I always insist on finding a place with sufficient aura to practice every day."
Huang Yunguo nodded and replied, "There is a certain advanced level now."
"That's fine, keep working."
Yang Zimei lined his shoulders. "You don't have to go to my house in the evening. I have to prepare well in the past two days, and then go to Beijing to walk with relatives. There is no time."
"Master, are you going to Beijing?"
Huang Yun's state-owned point was lost, "Are you going to go longer?"
"I'm just going to see the situation right now. Maybe after school, I will go to high school directly in Beijing."
Yang Zimei answered.
"what?"
Huang Yunguo was very reluctant. "After that, I miss you, and I have to go to Beijing."
"Oh, maybe I will come back often, after all, City A is my home."
Yang Zimei smiled, said goodbye to him, and followed Min Gang out.
Min Gang received a call from a customer.
The two acted separately.
Yang Zimei continued wandering slowly in the street.
While nothing has happened yet, she wants to see more and feel more.
Otherwise, I don't know which day, this place will suddenly become beyond recognition.
It's uncomfortable to think about it.
Unconsciously, Liaobu came to Nancheng Middle School.
It's summer vacation, there is no lively past at the middle school gate, but there are still some stalls next to it, but there are few customers and business is bleak.
The school door was also locked, leaving only one side door.
Yang Zimei went in through the side door.
She doesn't have much time to go to school and is still full of affection for school.
After all, this is the first school she attended, and I have met a lot of teachers and classmates. Except for some unpleasant things, in general, they are quite nostalgic.